Angel's Little Patch of Heaven

you mean fire water doesn't bring out your twin......evil or not? Can you be tempted?...........candy......perfume.....vodka?

I heard some where vodka makes ladies clothes fall off.....is that right?
 
you mean fire water doesn't bring out your twin......evil or not? Can you be tempted?...........candy......perfume.....vodka?

I heard some where vodka makes ladies clothes fall off.....is that right?

Isn't the song Tequila makes her clothes fall off? :D
 
Yeah except on me they hang down wayyyyyy too much, but on a leggy woman... Yup, can see the appeal. :D

If short...I prefer petite instead. A womans dress shirt would work nicely I'm sure? :confused:
 
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Unfortunately gentlemen, I need to heed the call of the pillows as it's my dad's bday tomorrow / today and the whole family is getting together for lunch.

Sweet dreams when your heads finally hit the pillows...
 
If short a womans dress shirt would work nicely I'm sure? :confused:

Lol, there's short and then there's me... The doctors office tried telling me that I'm only 4'11" now... But im still claiming my extra half inch until I see proof!
 
Time for me to call it a night as well. It's time for my beauty sleep, and lord knows I need all I can get.

Goodnight and Happy New Year all!
 
ok..........then make it Tequila then. I'l be happy to unbutton your hanes white shirt....

*smiling*

No more tequila for me... My bed is calling my name.

Sorry I can't make it to wish you a true Happy New Year mountain time...
 
Lol, there's short and then there's me... The doctors office tried telling me that I'm only 4'11" now... But im still claiming my extra half inch until I see proof!

Goodnight sweet dreams Mrs. petite of 2015 :D
 
think of ole Brightwell when yeah slip in ta bed. I'll be think of you..in your thin cotton hanes shirt.........good night!
 
Who's stayin and who's bailin? None... goodnight my friends
 
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Dragging herself in, she flops onto the couch, thinking she might have imbibed a little too much the night before. Wishing she had the energy to build a fire, she pulled a blanket around her, curled up into a ball on her side and closed her eyes.

"5 more minutes... Just want 5 more minutes...."
 
Dragging herself in, she flops onto the couch, thinking she might have imbibed a little too much the night before. Wishing she had the energy to build a fire, she pulled a blanket around her, curled up into a ball on her side and closed her eyes.

"5 more minutes... Just want 5 more minutes...."

*slips onto the couch beside her pulling her into his arms letting his warmth seep into her*

sleep darlin, :)
 
*slips onto the couch beside her pulling her into his arms letting his warmth seep into her*

sleep darlin, :)

She tried to crack open her eyes to see who had sat on the couch, but her lids barely budged. Relaxing when she heard Logan's voice, she sighed appreciately as his warmth began to seep into her skin.

"Mmm, better than a heating blanket"
 
She tried to crack open her eyes to see who had sat on the couch, but her lids barely budged. Relaxing when she heard Logan's voice, she sighed appreciately as his warmth began to seep into her skin.

"Mmm, better than a heating blanket"

*chuckles softly and kisses her forehead*

us shifters tend to run hotter in body temp.
 
Stepping from his shadowy corner to crouch before the fireplace, arranging the kindling to catch quickly and easily. Stacking on a couple split logs atop the kindling, adding one unsplit log atop it all. Pulling an old zippo lighter from his pocket, clicking it open thumbing the mechanism the kindling catches. Soon a fires crackling nicely, it flickers off the surroundings surfaces warming the place. Pocketing the lighter he returns to his dark corner to sit and pine for his Mate.
 
The sounds of someone or something stirring things up in the fireplace confused her tired mind for a minute, wondering if Logan had some sort of telekinetic powers. Slitting her eyes, she angled her head so that she could somewhat see and spotted Wolfias making a fire. Dropping her head back, she murmured her thanks, telling herself that she'd give him another hug when her head didn't ache so.
 
I pop in after a lazy day and get ready to noodle some more thoughts after doing a happy nanna dance.

Happy New Years day all.
 
She struggles to get the door unlatched and then pushes it open with a solid bump from her hip. Toting an extra large bottle of water to make up from her previous night's activities, she curls up on the couch, tucking her feet under her and opens her notepad, all while bemoaning sneaky co-writers who waited until she was off doing family stuff to gang up on her again.
 
I look up from my chair as I noodle more thoughts and smile at the sight of Angel schlepping into the room with a scowl.

"Hey Trouble. I hope you had a good day! Can I get you a drink? I was just thinking about a nightcap?"
 
*smiling ruefully at HF*

Nothing for me until I've had at least another gallon of water... :rolleyes:

Have a nice, lazy day today?
 
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